Big Ship Little Ship / Bassline Junkie

Living in a car isn't very yarr Living in a home would chill me to the bone Living up a tree is not the life for me But living on a ship, yeah, that'd do the trick I was born to sail the sea A pirate's life is the one for me So come my friend and take my hand The time has come to forsake the land Big ship, little ship! Big ship, little ship, cardboard box! Living in a lighthouse, that'd be a nighthouse Living in shed would make me feel dead Living in a city would be really shitty But living in a boat would float my boat I was born to sail the sea A pirate's life is the one for me So come my friend and take my hand The time has come to forsake the land Big ship, little ship! Big ship, little ship, cardboard box!

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty stinking bass. Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty, dirty stinking, Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty stinking bass. Big dirty stinking bass. Bass, bass, bass, bass I don't need no speed. No. I don't need no heroin. No thanks. I don't want no coke. Not today. You can keep your ketamine. Yeah. I'm a bassline junkie. What? I'm a bassline junkie. Tell them again. I'm a bassline junkie. Tell them again. And I like it funky. What the fuck? What you doing? Don't touch it, don't—who told you to touch it? I will fucking kill you. Don't ever touch that fucking shit again. I'm a fiend for a big dirty bassline. When I hear one, I have a great time. A bit of butterman's all I require. I let the bassline take me higher. My friends think that it's a bad habit, But I'm just like, "Fuck you. Damn it." Alright! If you take my bass away, I'll blow your fucking face away. Easy! You might think I'm over the top, But when I hear that bassline drop, (what?) I just can't control my actions, But I still feel satisfaction. So don't come around here whinging. I just wanna hear the bassline rinsing. (shut the fuck up!) Or we can just skank out all day, If not get the fuck out my way. I don't need no speed. No. I don't need no heroin. No thanks. I don't want no coke. Not today. You can keep your ketamine. Yeah. I'm a bassline junkie. What? I'm a bassline junkie. Tell them again. I'm a bassline junkie. Tell them again. And I like it funky Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty stinking bass. Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty, dirty stinking, Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty stinking bass. Big dirty stinking bass. Bass, bass, bass, bass The other day I got an ASBO order, And I think it's well out of order. All my neighbors throwing a fit. So I told them, "Suck my dick." And I told them I got the power, And I turn the music up louder All night 'til 6 in the morning. Old bastards: they're just boring. You know me. I'm the bassline father. Nobody can tell me neither. And the police turned up, and they took me. We drove out to the nick, and they booked me. Then they said they'd give me a caution, If I didn't give them no distortion, But I said, "Don't bother. I'm guilty, And my bassline's fucking filthy." I don't need no speed. No. I don't need no heroin. No thanks. I don't want no coke. Not today. You can keep your ketamine. Yeah. I'm a bassline junkie. What? I'm a bassline junkie. Tell them again. I'm a bassline junkie. Tell them again. And I like it funky. Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty stinking bass. Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty, dirty stinking, Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty stinking bass. Big dirty stinking bass. Bass, bass, bass Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty stinking bass. Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty, dirty stinking, Big dirty stinking bass. Dirty stinking bass. Big dirty stinking bass. Bass, bass, bass

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 09, 2025